The glans on the bus couldn't hold back.

The company's building construction was severely behind schedule, and the big boss wanted me to personally oversee the site. Unexpectedly, I discovered problems on my very first day there.
Before 7 a.m., I parked my car about 100 meters from the site and walked in. Our site was quite large, located opposite the Holiday Inn on Zhongxiao East Road. It was a plot of land that had originally belonged to a church, being converted into a glass curtain wall office building. So, when I entered the site, apart from Lao Zhang, who was guarding the gate, no one knew I was there.
I first inspected the twelve-story structure that had already been built; the construction quality was acceptable. When I went down to the third floor, I heard a commotion from the workers on the second floor. I climbed onto the iron scaffolding along the exterior wall and looked down. I saw about fifty workers gathered around the edge of the floor slab where the aluminum curtain wall frame hadn't yet been installed, gesturing excitedly. I looked across the street in the direction they were pointing, and in that instant, my heart raced and my breath almost stopped.
A slender, tall woman crossed the street with the throngs of office workers. Her long, straight hair, comparable to that seen in television hairdressing commercials, was exceptionally flowing and captivating. She possessed the oval face typical of a true beauty, with a smooth forehead and snow-white skin.
Beneath her delicate, arched eyebrows were a pair of deep, mysterious eyes. Her nose, as finely sculpted as a masterpiece, exuded confidence. Her beautifully curved, soft lips seemed inviting to be bitten. Her pointed yet rounded chin added a touch of allure to her cool, almost intimidating beauty. In short, it was a flawless face.
Her creamy white long-sleeved silk round-neck blouse couldn't conceal her prominent, shapely breasts, approximately a 38D. A delicate light blue leather handbag slung over her shoulder. She wore a knee-length sheer skirt with a powder blue background and creamy white floral print, paired with ultra-thin, sheer flesh-colored stockings and nearly three-inch stiletto heels, further enhancing the allure of her shapely, long legs.
Standing at approximately 168 cm (later confirmed to be 168 cm), her height, including the heels, was about 173 to 174 cm. She stood out like a crane among chickens in the crowd of office workers, her captivating charm overshadowing the men and women around her. She possessed a beauty that inspired awe and reverence. Normally, the sight of a beautiful woman would arouse a large, restless penis, but at this moment, it remained quietly dormant in her pants. Her face was like the moon, her skin like jade, her eyes like deep pools. Her exquisitely shaped cheeks gave her an unparalleled beauty. Her figure was graceful and slender, with a waist so thin it could be grasped in one hand. Beneath her blouse, her breasts were firm and pert, and her long, smooth, jade-like legs were beautiful. Her dreamlike, pure, and innocent aura evoked tenderness and made one admire the wonder of creation, wondering how much effort it must have taken to create such a beauty.
Even after she disappeared through the doors of the office building next door, the turmoil in my heart had not subsided. Besides being stunned by her beauty, I finally understood why the construction site was behind schedule. The workers on the second floor were still gossiping, forgetting that it was long past the start time for work.
I sat in the construction site office and summoned the site foreman, Xiao Lai. Xiao Lai, an honest and mild-mannered man, confessed to me in detail that the workers wasted nearly an hour every morning just to watch this beautiful woman, stopped work half an hour early at noon to watch her come out to buy fruit, and finished work half an hour early in the afternoon to watch her leave. No wonder the project was severely behind schedule; time is money, and this was causing the company significant losses. To ensure the project could catch up, I immediately decided to challenge this beautiful woman.
That afternoon at 4:30, the workers were already whispering and distracted, only afraid to stop work because I was there. Their lazy work attitude was infuriating. I walked out of the construction site gate without a word, and the workers beamed with delight as I left.
I quietly walked to the arcade of the Holiday Inn across from that beautiful woman's office building. Around 5:35, she walked out of the building amidst the admiring gazes of the office workers, turned left onto the sidewalk, and passed our construction site. To my utter dismay, all the workers on our site were squatting on the edge of the second-floor slab of the structure, watching her walk by, their eyes bulging and drooling—it was utterly shameful.
I watched her walk to the bus stop about fifty meters past our building. I never expected such a beautiful woman to take the bus (at that time, the MRT hadn't opened yet). I couldn't help but marvel at the captivating beauty of this young woman: her slender eyebrows, clear eyes, straight nose, delicate lips, and smooth cheeks were all perfectly combined on her pure and ethereal face, complemented by an irresistible charm; her long, flowing black hair was tied into a lively ponytail, further accentuating her graceful figure; a well-fitting outfit clung to her slender body, perfectly outlining her delicate, slender, and graceful curves; her snow-white, creamy skin possessed such a powerful allure.
I quietly appeared beside her, so close I could almost smell her body odor. When the bus arrived, commuters surged towards the doors. I followed closely behind the beautiful woman, squeezing onto the bus. As she boarded, I admired her full, slightly upturned buttocks, slender waist, and alluring, snow-white, rounded calves beneath her skirt. As long as I didn't see her face—a face that seemed untouchable, cold yet breathtakingly beautiful—my penis would become erect. The bus was packed

like sardines in a can during rush hour. Between us was a short, plump woman, short and stocky, with a face covered in acne. Her small eyes, barely visible except for slits, made her appear blind. A tuft of nose hair peeked out from her upturned nostrils, and her thick lips resembled those of Pigsy from Journey to the West. Her large buttocks rubbed against my thighs, leaving me nowhere to hide. She would occasionally look up at me with a dinosaur-like smile, which terrified me so much I dared not move. Compared to the beautiful woman so close to me, I couldn't help but lament the unfairness of fate.
Suddenly, I saw the woman's brow furrow slightly, her soft lips curling into a sneer of anger. I turned my head and saw a bespectacled man, barely reaching her ear, pressed against her back.
Being 181cm tall, I had a wide field of vision on the bus, and by slightly craning my neck, I could clearly see the bespectacled man's hand caressing the woman's full, shapely buttocks, kneading them with the swaying of the bus. The woman dared not cry out, turning her head to look around for a seat, but the crowded bus made it impossible to move. I saw anger flash in her deep, captivating eyes, her expression suddenly filled with terror, her mouth opening to scream but then she forcefully held back. I immediately looked at the bespectacled man.
Good heavens! The bespectacled man's devilish hand had already lifted the woman's light blue sheer skirt, reaching between her two round, slender thighs. Seeing the bespectacled man's slightly narrowed eyes, as if savoring a supreme delicacy, I felt a strange, intense jealousy welling up inside me. The beautiful woman swayed her hips, trying to avoid the bespectacled man's groping hands, but his hand between her beautiful legs was already reaching up towards her private area. Startled, she squeezed her thighs together, then immediately released them, probably squeezing his hand as well, giving him even more pleasure.
Watching the woman's momentary unease, the bespectacled man seemed to have her figured out. In the swaying of the bus, he even stood on tiptoe, pressing his bulging penis against her buttocks (because the woman had long legs and was wearing high heels, the short man had to stand on tiptoe to get his penis in the ideal position). He pressed his penis firmly against her plump cleft, his lower body thrusting back and forth, his grotesque behavior utterly exposed.
The beautiful woman angrily swayed her hips, trying to escape the bespectacled man's relentless thrusting, which only excited him more. He reached under her skirt and grabbed her thighs, his swollen penis pressing against her buttocks as he thrust faster. The woman gritted her teeth, her expression one of disgust, but I could also vaguely see a hint of excitement in her deep, mysterious eyes, as if she were being aroused by his thrusting.
Just then, the bus arrived at the Dinghao stop on Section 4 of Zhongxiao East Road, and the short, stocky woman who had been standing right in front of me finally left with the disembarking crowd. I breathed a sigh of relief. As another group of commuters boarded the bus, the beautiful woman quickly turned away from the bespectacled man and squeezed towards me. The bespectacled man, unwilling to give up, followed her, trying to squeeze towards me. I slightly turned to block him. The bespectacled man, who was less than my shoulder tall, saw my tall figure blocking his way and wisely turned away to look for other prey.
The beautiful woman seemed to understand my intention to help her, and smiled slightly in thanks. Unexpectedly, her graceful body suddenly stumbled, and she was pressed against my chest by the commuters boarding the bus. The Zhongxiao East Road Section 4 bus was the most crowded, and the men and women pushing forward pressed the woman's upper body against my chest, making her approximately 38D breasts pressed tightly against my large chest.
As the bus started moving, her two beautiful mounds swayed against my chest with the swaying of the bus. In the close, flesh-to-flesh contact, I could clearly feel her accelerated heartbeat. I tried to move back to create some distance, but the crowded passengers pushed me back. During the swaying of the bus, her nose accidentally touched my chin, and we breathed into each other's mouths. I smelled the orchid-scented fragrance emanating from her breath. The beautiful woman shyly turned her head away, not daring to look at me. Her long, fan-like eyelashes trembled with nervousness and shyness. I, on the other hand, forcefully warned my penis not to become erect and defile the beautiful woman.
I don't usually wear a bra, so I was only wearing a thin white shirt. Clinging tightly to the beautiful woman's white silk blouse, I could feel the two layers of thin fabric between her bra and my chest rubbing against my skin. Her nipples seemed to have hardened from the friction.
We could feel each other's warmth as our upper bodies pressed together. Her ears were flushed with embarrassment, and her slightly parted lips breathed out fragrant air, making my neck tingle. At that moment, my shameless penis stood erect in my thin trousers. Not wanting her to notice my arousal, I pulled my lower body back, avoiding any contact with her genitals.
The woman probably realized I wasn't the type to sexually harass people on buses, so our chests were pressed tightly together by the crowd. Though helpless, she accepted the situation. Unexpectedly, the bus suddenly braked sharply. Amidst the screams of the crowd, her genitals were pushed against mine, pressing them completely together.
The beautiful woman was already tall, and with her three-inch heels, her vulva was at the same height as my penis. My erect penis was pressing against her protruding vulva below her abdomen. Our lower bodies were pressed together only by thin trousers and her sheer skirt, practically naked.
I could clearly feel the elasticity of her young flesh. The woman instinctively tried to move our tightly pressed genitals away, but the crowd pushing her back only made them press even closer.
I gave her an apologetic, awkward smile. She seemed to understand that I didn't mean it, and helplessly turned her head away, avoiding my gaze. I felt the warmth of her thigh against my thigh. She turned her head, her face flushed, her heart pounding as she breathed heavily. Her intoxicatingly fragrant breath brushed against my ear, making my penis even harder. Her vulva seemed to sense the change in my penis, and her eyes revealed a look of panic and sorrow.
As the bus lurched and swayed along the road, riddled with potholes from subway construction, the intense friction between my already erect penis and the woman's vulva caused a surge of desire. The close contact between our genitals revealed a hint of longing in her deep eyes.
I knew she was trying to suppress it, but the bus's constant bouncing and swaying over the potholes ignited our most primal instincts. Seemingly unconsciously and in perfect sync with the bus's rhythm, we moved our genitals in rhythm with each other, responding to each other's needs. Through the thin fabric of my underwear, my hot, hard penis pressed against the base of her long, slender legs. The two thin layers of cloth offered little protection; she felt my large glans rubbing directly against her virginity. This unprecedented, fiery stimulation sent her heart pounding. The large glans pressed and rubbed against her tender flesh, as if giving her ample opportunity to experience this inescapable shame. At this moment, a wave of heat rose from the beauty's lower abdomen. Her labia, pressed tightly against the large, hot glans, involuntarily contracted.
We seemed no longer to care about being impolite, thrusting our lower bodies together intimately. The already aroused beauty moaned in my ear, further arousing me. My hard glans seemed to sense the heat rising from her vulva. I could no longer resist, reaching under her thin skirt. The beauty felt my hand on her full buttocks. She was wearing two-piece stockings; my palm could directly touch the smooth skin of her inner thighs. Her ultra-thin thong was probably transparent. My hand wantonly kneaded the beauty's buttocks. My strong fingers were completely embedded in the tender flesh, squeezing lightly or heavily, savoring the fleshy texture and elasticity of her buttocks. Beneath her elegant white-collar skirt, her full, snow-white thighs and buttocks were being lavishly enjoyed by my large hand. Her round, smooth buttocks were gently caressed, slowly kneaded, forcefully pinched, peeled open, and then squeezed inward, rubbed back and forth. The beautiful woman was both anxious and shy, but the pleasure of being caressed by a man made her subconsciously part her jade legs slightly. The hot fingers occupying her beautiful buttocks took the opportunity to explore deeper and softer bottom of her body. I teased her honey lips directly through her panties.
"Enough, enough...stop...this is a forbidden area of a beautiful girl that no man has not reached," the beautiful woman pleaded with my eyes. My hand slipped into the beautiful woman's panties, caressed her smooth and delicate abdomen, and explored her secret grass. The beautiful woman wanted to stop me with her jade hands, but it was too late. My iron hoof smoothly trampled on the private grass that the beautiful woman never opened to others, and then strolled leisurely among the beautiful woman's flowers. Wow! Such thick pubic hair. My right hand continued to explore inch by inch towards the end of the grass. My sense of touch told me that the beautiful girl's mysterious triangle area was nurtured by patches of lush green grass, with beautifully shaped beads that curved, crossed, and surrounded her. Her full, round, rosy, and glossy labia were still glistening with clear, lustful fluid. Her vulva resembled a small hill, rising high at the lower part of her abdomen. The pink clitoris was swollen and full, fully exposed outside the labia. My hand traveled through the dense forest to the beauty's peach blossom spring, gently caressing her vulva. Then, I parted her slightly closed legs.
Truly a masterpiece of creation; I bet God could never have created a better body. The full mons pubis nestled between sacred petals, with a tempting clitoris hidden at the top. I gently parted her petals with my right hand, revealing two tender labia guarding her inviolable sanctuary. My middle finger explored her vulva from the cleft of her buttocks. My index and middle fingers felt her honey-like love juices had already soaked through her transparent panties, making my fingers wet and slippery. My fingertips touched her soft, wet labia, already covered in her juices.
The beautiful woman rested her chin on my shoulder, breathing heavily. I parted her petals with my index and middle fingers, about to probe her warm, tender opening, when suddenly her body trembled. She reached out and pressed my hand down through her gauze skirt, preventing it from moving.
She gasped, suppressing the lust in her eyes: "Don't go in!" Seeing the pleading look in her deep, clear eyes, I was startled and dared not proceed further. I immediately stopped, withdrew my fingers from her panties, and only used my palm to caress her full, slightly upturned buttocks through her panties.
The beautiful woman glanced at me gratefully, perhaps to repay my last-minute restraint, or perhaps to release her pent-up desire. She began to thrust her warm, wet vulva against my erect penis, then shyly opened her shapely, long legs, clamping my right leg between them, rubbing her vulva against my penis forcefully.
I could feel the elasticity of her leg muscles and the warmth emanating from the friction. I could no longer resist and thrust my penis against her protruding vulva, rubbing it vigorously. Our lower bodies intertwined and rubbed together in the crowded throng. My hand, which was resting on her buttocks, pressed her vulva against my penis. Suddenly, the woman groaned, rapidly rotating and rubbing her protruding vulva against my penis. Even through the thin gauze, I could strongly feel her vulva beginning to heat up.
She seemed to be starving and reached out to hug my waist, her vulva pressed tightly against my penis, her whole body trembling. I felt a warm, wet sensation on my penis, and I thought she was about to climax. I couldn't help but look down at her, and she also looked up at the same time. Her warm, soft lips lightly touched mine, but then she pulled away as if she had been electrocuted. Then she slumped against me, breathing softly.
I could no longer restrain myself, and a thick, hot stream of semen gushed from the tip of my penis, soaking my underwear. She seemed to sense my wetness and suddenly pushed me away forcefully like a startled deer, her expression panicked. I was taken aback by her unexpected behavior and was also startled. Just then, the bus arrived at its stop, and she immediately squeezed towards the door with the crowd. I watched her frantic figure get off the bus and then followed the throng. As
I stepped off, I looked around and saw her covering her vulva with her light blue handbag, quickly walking into a small alley. I immediately started to follow her.

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